As I huddle in a doorway
Away from the cold night air,
You hurry by, with head held high,
You don't even see me there.
Do you know that I am human
As you cast your glance away?
Do you care that I am homeless?
If you do, you never say.
Once you threw a copper,
Like a crumb thrown to a bird,
But you never gave me comfort
With a kind or pleasant word.
I have feelings, just like you,
I sometimes smile or cry,
But just like I am nothing,
You silently pass by.
I remember many years ago,
I hurried passed like you,
Without a glance or kindly word,
I had more pressing things to do.
Then fate changed the way things were,
I found myself alone,
Then I lost my well paid job
And with that went my home.
So as you hurry passed once more
Oblivious to my sigh,
Slow down, for once, and remember
But for the grace of God there go I.
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